Fleshy Poems - Poems about Fleshy

...My Heart Skips a Beat My hurt skips a beat at the Mention of ur name My mind blazes in flames whenever I think of you, Just the smile of your pretty face forces me crack The dimples that lie b......Read the rest...

...Little men inside my skull run machines that make me whole. Trapped within the storage bond of neuron chem and thoughts beyond. Little men with pencil hair program charts f......Read the rest...

...The Last Viking There had been a storm, that uprooted  an old oak that exposed a gave the grave of the last Viking, a rusty  sword beside him its grip was made  fallen stars, he had been a chief......Read the rest...

... "Pink and Fleshy" I’m in your petri dish now once upon a time I was pink and fleshy the Other side now draws me closer inside out to be close to you, let me be clea......Read the rest...

...“Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare” William Blake With a fragile earth warm, I lure my Labeo rohita. Minute minnows manage many magical Mackerels. Shrimps attract snapper, aro......Read the rest...

...Leisurely sat on a busy beach A hive of noise and activity A collage of shifting Shape and colour form Just casually surveying the view I felt the hot intense expanding rays Of the sun Scorc......Read the rest...

...Her clothes have left her. They have crossed the floor, riding a camel train of shadows. Tights have twisted to fleshy mounds. A bra gawps twice, spine bent. Shoes topple over drunken heels. ......Read the rest...

...We sleep hard against the dirty noise gaunt darkness, the rhythm of rain even on the inside, there is the same weightless beauty pressing against the ribs, hunger drawn taut in mesmerizing bruta......Read the rest...

... Love is like bubblegum fresh at the start Zesty and fruity, like adrenaline to the heart Mouthwatering anticipation of bubbles to come Time spent together it's outstanding fun Next comes the bu......Read the rest...

...The day after I was birthed, God and a bunch of sassy angels played Irish fiddles in a beery bordello, a place not yet colorized into reality. The next day, squealing in my two-day-old tight ......Read the rest...

...I’m gunna love you forever, that’s just my curse. I need to hear your voice. Are you the answer; I dwell in the dark places. I lived a thousand lives but I’m still searching. I’m hoping that the......Read the rest...

... Written: January 08, 2024 ________________________________________ Thin walls allow us to hear whispers "..you are enough...." everything fall and rise again ......Read the rest...

... Shatter me The aching, hollow pain that carves out the very essence of my heart burns through my veins, filling this fleshy vessel of mine A mystery that is as obvious as the crimson of raw blo......Read the rest...

...Today was the first day I held a sledgehammer with intention Callouses connect palms to fingers tiny fleshy boa constrictors. There is no catharsis I know this to be a hollow act With a face......Read the rest...

...While attempting going to sleep after midnight... December 27th, 2023, the missus pounded mine posterior (she played paddywhack on me blimey buttucks) not only causing contusion, but flayin......Read the rest...